But do you feel like a young god? You know the two of us are just young gods And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool For a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the

Never thought I'd fall, But now I hear love call, I'm getting sentimental over you Things you say and do, Just thrill me through and through, I'm getting sentimental over you. I thought I was happy, I could live without love Now I must admit,

Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official Y'all don't know about my Biggie wars Who you thought "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's

There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you, you, you There's no place I'd rather be Show me how you feel Let me know it's real tonight, oh Musique progressive Thoughts of you running through my head As I lie awake in my bed Know you want this,

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

Now you got me caught in the act You bring the thought back I'm telling you that I see it right through you From the top to the bottom Bottom to top I stop At the core I've forgotten In the middle of my thoughts Taken far from my safety